Everything
Walk around
Feet touch the ground
And I feel
Everything
The rocks
The glass
The locks
The burning ash
And I wonder why I came
No one knows my name
No matter how many times I say
In this place
Cover my face
They still see
Everything
Inner is covered
Or should be,
There's an
Outer layer
Somewhere around here
But I'm so exposed
Someone hold me up
So I don't fall out
All over the ground
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2014
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